~The Selection Roleplay~ discussion

Amity stood on the curb with an assistant beside her.
She was being Escorted!
She was thrilled, and extremely excited and nervous. A PALACE!
SHE WOULD TEMPORARILY LIVE IN A PALACE!
Other girls werent so lucky, and she wondered why SHED been picked out of so many more lady like girls.
Amity had a tear in her right sleeve. She didnt have time to change when she returned home in the morning. She had spent the night on the mountain. It was so worth it-
She contemplated if she should act a little more mature or be herself.
Were the other girls nice, or competitive?
Was the prince. . . . .
The prince. Right. Thats why she was here.
The thought made her uneasy. Would she be good enough to be princess and marriage material? would it hurt if she wasnt? Would she hurt if she WAS?
Okay. take things slow.
A limo pulled up, the assistant helped Amity settle in the back seat, and they took off for the palace.

Casandra walked down the aisle looking for her seat. Finally she found it and slid into the window seat. She sighed and thought, “what if he doesn’t like me and sends me home the first day?” Cassandra could feel her nerves rising. She turned away so the others wouldn’t see her face. She was crappy at hiding her feelings.

“OMG hi!” Someone says to her. She has brown hair that fades into an orange color. She has a bright smile and is looking straight at her[Cassandra].

Cassandra looks over. “Hi! Are you one of the other contestants?” She asks. In her head she wonders if this will be her competition. If so, Cassandra was doomed.

“Yes! Hi! My name is Bella, what’s yours?”

“I’m Cassandra. So um… do you wanna sit by me?” Cassandra internally kicked herself. Why did that come out so hesitant?!

“Of course!! I’m SO glad to meet you! What caste are you? Where are you from?” She sits down next to Cassandra elegantly. Her face is flawless and her eyes and a blue-gray-green, like the sea after a storm.

“Well my grandparents used to be fours. Not like it matters anymore right? (Awkward laugh) Anyway I’m from Baffin. How about you?”

“Oh yeah that’s true! I was a 3 and I’m from Carolina.” Then she sighs, flicking her hair a little bit. “I can’t wait to get to the castle! Are you excited?”

“Yeah I am. And I just can’t wait to get away from Baffin. But anyway I’m not sure I can think much about getting to the palace and meeting the prince without throwing up.” Cassandra starts to bite her thumbnail as a nervous habit.

“I know right! I’m SO excited! I can definitely relate— although not the throwing up part.” Bella then looks at Cassandra curiously. “Are you the nervous type? Like, are you shy?”

“Well around new people I’m shy. And I do get pretty nervous about some things, but it’s not bad. And I can get very talkative around my friends.” Cassandra laughed quietly. “But you don’t seem like the nervous or quiet type.

“Oh I’m not.” Bella laughs. “I love being with people. There’s always something new. A new challenge, obstacle, friend, puzzle, whatever! I used to be really shy and insecure, but not anymore!”

Cassandra relaxes more. This girl seems nice. “So do you wanna, like, be allies? Or like friends?” She blushes in embarrassment. “Or like you don’t have to. Just I mean like we don’t sabotage each other?”

Bella laughs again. “Sure!” She smiles, wide and bright. Her brown-orange hair glints in the sunlight as she turns her head to admire their surroundings.

Qamar~(#☆MuslimLivie4Ever☆)~ wrote: "The transport for people not from Angeles"

is like everyone on this transport because in the selection i swear there are lots of different planes for like 4-5 provinces?

(I think some people are on this one and some are on others. But you can get on this one.)